The spirit baby of Yutai Youyi flew out a few feet, and with a snort, a silver-white arc exploded, and as soon as the thunder shone, the spirit baby turned into a few wisps of green smoke, dissipated in the air, and disappeared.

Eight Spirit Infant Dual Cultivators besieged Ling Tian, and now there were only four left.

And after the death of these monks, their power also turned into a little white light, like a long whale sucking water, merging into Ling Tian's power pool, adding tens of billions of strength points.

At this time, Zhu Qianqiu looked embarrassed, because Ling Tian had indicated that the person he wanted to kill, except for Murong Wenhua, who had escaped, he was the only one left at the scene.

Zhu Qianqiu didn't escape, with his speed, he couldn't escape at all, and he would be caught up by Ling Tian in a few breaths.

And Feng Changyue, Gai Zhize, Lu Mingchang and others have long been far away from Zhu Qianqiu, as if hiding from ghosts, without any intention of helping.

The battle situation has reached this point, everyone knows that the general trend has gone, fortunately, Ling Tian said that except for the four of Zhu Qianqiu, the other monks can redeem their lives with money, I hope Ling Tian can keep his promise.

Ling ...... Ling Daoyou, I can redeem my life with money, how much is negotiable, do you think 200 million can be made?" Zhu Qianqiu begged for mercy.

The others were all shocked when they heard this, they were worthy of being the branch master of the Treasure Pavilion, they were really rich, and they opened their mouths to be 200 million, and this was only the first time they had made an offer, they were afraid that Ling Tian would ask for one billion, and Zhu Qianqiu would dare to give it.

Compared to life, money is a fart.

"No, you don't. Ling Tian's expression was indifferent, the spiritual power between his fingers was converging, and the broken mountains and rivers were about to be excited.

"Heavenly God Fruit! I will redeem my life with the Heavenly God Fruit!" Zhu Qianqiu suddenly thought of something and shouted loudly.

Heavenly God Fruit?Ling Tian was a little moved.

"There is also a Heavenly God Fruit in the treasure house in the pavilion, which is sealed by the magic circle, and if it is robbed, it will self-destruct, and only I can take it out!"

"Bring me the Celestial Fruit, and I can spare your life. Ling Tian said lightly.

"Yes, yes!" Zhu Qianqiu was ecstatic, and quickly brought the Heavenly God Fruit, speaking of which, this Heavenly God Fruit belongs to the Treasure Pavilion, not his personal property, Zhu Qianqiu has no power to use it, but in order to save his life, he can't take care of it anymore.

After getting the Heavenly God Fruit, Ling Tian finally showed a satisfied expression and said, "Where is the Heavenly God Fruit?"

"There are still three Heavenly God Fruits in the Treasure Pavilion of Jinxi City, and I don't know about the others. Zhu Qianqiu said, there is naturally more than one Heavenly God Fruit in the Treasure Pavilion, and Zhu Qianqiu wants to use the auction to raise the price of the Heavenly God Fruit, which is also the business strategy of the Treasure Pavilion.

"Ling Daoyou, can I go?" said Zhu Qianqiu cautiously.

"I have something to tell. Ling Tiandao.

"Come here, all of you. Ling Tian also said to Feng Changyue, Gai Zhize, Lu Mingchang, and the remaining ten or so spirit infant cultivators, these monks knew that they couldn't escape, and they didn't dare to try to escape.

In this case, whoever was the first to escape would definitely be chased and killed by Ling Tian.

The monks looked at each other, not knowing whether to go or not.

"Huh?" Ling Tian frowned slightly, and there seemed to be a storm brewing on his face.

"I was going to run early, but now I hesitated, but I lost my life. Feng Changyue said, taking the lead in drifting towards Ling Tian.

The other monks also stubbornly flew in front of Ling Tian.

"You, exchange your life with the Six-Eyed Demon Tablet. Ling Tian glanced at Zhize.

The Six-Eyed Demon Tablet is a talisman magic weapon of Gai Zhize, which is extremely powerful, and his eyes are full of unwillingness and anger, but at this time, his life is in the hands of Ling Tian, so he can't help but be unwilling.

Gai Zhize gritted his teeth, squeezed his eyebrows, took out the six-eyed demon tablet, and handed it to Ling Tian.

"You, exchange your life with the Ice Spirit Bead. Ling Tian's gaze fell on Lu Mingchang again.

How did he know that I had an ice spirit bead? Lu Mingchang's heart was beating wildly, and after a few hesitations for a few breaths, he still handed over the ice spirit bead, which was a crystal clear ice bead.

It is precisely by relying on this ice spirit bead that Lu Mingchang can display the brilliance of the ice mirror.

Ling Tian already had Fire Spirit Beads, Wood Spirit Beads, and Ice Spirit Beads, and he was only two short of them, and he could gather the Five Elements Heavenly Beads.

"You, show me the artistic conception of resisting the wind again. Ling Tian said to Feng Changyue.

Feng Changyue honestly implemented the artistic conception of resisting the wind, and in the middle, Ling Tian also deliberately attacked several times, but he easily dodged it with the help of the power of the wind.

Gai Zhize and Lu Mingchang were secretly surprised, Ling Tian's few attacks seemed random, and they secretly had killing intentions, the two of them thought that it was difficult to resolve, but Feng Changyue easily avoided it, and this artistic conception of the wind was really a bit of a doorway.

Ling Tian nodded slightly, although he could use the moon reading of the Eight Mirrors to change his gravitational force to achieve the effect of acceleration, but it was more than rough and not enough fine.

Drawing on Feng Changyue's artistic conception of resisting the wind, Ling Tian can make up for his shortcomings and improve his body technique.

Feng Changyue felt strange in his heart, he didn't know what Ling Tian wanted to do?

Looking at Ling Tian's appearance, it seemed that he wanted to learn the artistic conception of resisting the wind.

But there is no way to teach this thing at all, even if Feng Changyue wants to teach it without reservation, he can only understand it himself.

Whether you can understand it or not, regardless of the length of study, depends on your understanding.

"You keep the strength of your consciousness to the minimum. Ling Tiandao.

When Ling Tian's words came out, Feng Changyue was even more puzzled.

What the hell did Ling Tian want to do? Feng Changyue was full of vigilance, if he suppressed the strength of his divine consciousness to the lowest level, at this time, he would suddenly be hit by his divine sense, and it would be easy for his divine soul to be damaged, and even become an idiot, which was no different from death.

Could it be that Ling Tian wanted to launch a divine sense attack on him, but Ling Tian didn't need to do anything else.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. Ling Tiandao.

Feng Changyue was still hesitant.

"If you don't obey, then it's dead. Ling Tian said impatiently.

Feng Changyue's heart jumped, and he hurriedly suppressed his divine sense, Ling Tian called up the interface of his mobile phone, and controlled Feng Changyue in his brain.

Feng Changyue was stunned for a moment, staying in the air, motionless.

Gai Zhize and Lu Mingchang were extremely nervous, thinking that Ling Tian was going to turn his face.

After about a quarter of an hour, Ling Tian let go of his mind control and withdrew from Feng Changyue's body.

From the perspective of Feng Changyue, Ling Tian comprehended the artistic conception of the wind, and his efficiency was a hundred times better than that of a bystander.

Ling Tian hadn't used brain control for a long time, because brain control consumed too much divine consciousness, and using too much of it might confuse his consciousness, but it was worth it in order to comprehend the artistic conception.

Feng Changyue looked at himself suspiciously, and then at Ling Tian suspiciously, he didn't know what was going on.

"Your phoenix fire, hand it over too. Ling Tiandao.

Feng Changyue handed over the phoenix fire, Ling Tian restrained the fire, this phoenix fire came from the power of Feng Changyue's bloodline, among which the fire element was extremely pure, which could greatly supplement the fire spirit bead.

"Zhu Daoyou, the county lord is assassinated, what are you going to do?" Ling Tiandao.

"The county lord also talked about this matter and asked to send someone to protect it, why don't I go to Jinxi City with Feng Daoyou, Divert Friend, and Lu Daoyou, do you think it's appropriate?"

"What about the opinions of the three Daoists?" Ling Tian said.

Feng Changyue, Gai Zhize and Lu Mingchang of course agreed.

"If something happens to the county lord, I can ask you. Ling Tian said with a smile, with four people to protect him, he would be able to save a lot of trouble.

The four of them naturally assured that there would be no problems.

The remaining dozen or so Spirit Infant First Heavy Cultivators, Ling Tian had no interest in embarrassing them, and each person paid fifty million Pure Yang Pills, which could also be deducted with items.

Ling Tian stayed in Cangnan City for a day, completely refining the Soul Tea and Heavenly Divine Fruit, and his divine consciousness went to a higher level.

Then he went to Jinxi City with the county lord and Zhu Qianqiu and others, and after taking the heavenly god fruit there, he was about to leave Xiguo.

On the way, a war book floated in.

"Step Cangsheng, about Ling Tian, in the Golden Pavilion. ”